Lin Mubai hurriedly tried to get her to sit down, but because of a burst of pain, he couldn't help but groan.
Just then, an unsatisfied male voice came from in front of them: "What a lack of class, even if you're in heat, find a decent place, will you? Don't you know this is a public area? If you're broke, I can lend you some money to get a room."
The man's voice wasn't too loud or too soft, just enough for the people around him to hear, and suddenly, the murmurs around them grew louder.
Reproach, shouts, and scolding naturally weren't lacking.
In the darkness, amidst these words, An Nan's cheeks grew increasingly red, while Lin Mubai, whose stomach was still stabbing with pain, was dumbfounded. If there were lights now, it would be clear to see the same unnatural blush on his sweaty cheeks as An Nan.
He really wanted to shout back, "I'm having a stomach ache," but his good manners prevented him from yelling in public.
In the end, it was An Nan who pulled him away in a hurry.
